Feature: A Scenic Highway To Hell: Ppartying At The Pstereo Festival (The Quietus)

And so it's time to return to Norway for the Pstereo Festival in Trondheim. If you want a breakdown of who was hot and who was not, try other journalists. But if you want to know what happened when I was let loose on the streets of that Norwegian city for a couple of nights, then this should do the trick.

"My heart's bruising my ribs, I'm losing the feeling in my left leg and my blood's pumping so ferociously that I'm expecting my hands to fly from my wrists like fireworks..."

Feature: A Scenic Highway To Hell: Ppartying At The Pstereo Festival (The Quietus)